My favorite question is "Why?"

I keep re-reading the post below. I don’t like how hateful I am about this moronic drama. I’ve been half-assed (via a third party) invited to go to dinner with the group before the evening service. I suppose I should go rather than decline out of spite. I wish it were at least going to be warm so I could wear a dress. No such luck. It’ll be chilly at best. Good thing I’m not ahead of any game; all my winter clothes are still out. Of course I’ve had nothing drycleaned. Gah.

On a brighter note, our hostas have been trying to bloom. I’ll have the full story and hopefully some pics soon. What a tease, right? A post about growing plants. Like watching paint dry. I may have lost my blog groove. Time to get Maggie’s book back out!